Category: Just Stuff

My observations of the world around me.

Self Published Pap!

Bad Writing

Let me start his post by saying…yes, I am still writing. And not just the occasional blog post. Now this statement…one of the things I heard often as a fledgling writer is, read often. I used to wonder how does…

Lost Art of Maps

Compass Rose

Do you think kids these days are fascinated by maps. Is there even a chance that a kid knows what a paper map is? I know as a kid, I thought maps were the coolest things in the world. Folding…

Sleep In

Sleep In

Mom is yelling from the top of the stairs to get out of bed It is summer, and you wonder, what is going on in her head You mumble, “I wish I were an adult, a man in one’s own…

I’m a Lefty

I'm a Lefty

In case you did not know it, I am left handed.  Well sort of… I grew up in an era when left handed was considered abi-normal.  If you do not get that reference, watch Young Frankenstein.  I highly recommended it…F’n…

Why are we Depressed?

Patient getting paddled

I think it was Paul Harvey who shared a study the Russians did on depression.  In this study, they swatted participants with a paddle in one group, and did nothing to the other group.  In the paddled group, there was…

First Publication

Celebrate Horn

Well, this site is now living on a different server. However, the server move is not the reason for a lack of recent posts. Nope, the reason is I have been concentrating on writing fiction. Along with concentrating on writing…

Ixnay on the Ramaday

Ixnay Emblem

One of my favorite things about some of the reality TV shows out there, past and present is the process. Watching a chopper grow from a plain old frame, to a piece of motorized art. Or seeing a smelly old…

Green Schwinn Stingray

Schwinn Stingray

On a scale of one to ten, my childhood was a solid three. It’s not that I was abused or neglected. I may have even mentioned in one of my other posts, that I really didn’t like being a kid.…

Ice, Ice, Baby

Ice in Urinal

When I came of age, I was only nineteen.  The federal government bullied the states into raising the drinking age to 21.  Fortunately, for me, I slid under the grandfather wire.  Turning nineteen didn’t mean that I instantly became a…